With the new adventure we’ve just embarked on, I feel it’s time to retire the Great Writing Challenge 2012. The Challenge has run its course, and has achieved its purpose: to get me writing.
We have only a handful of days left in the apartment, and in the city, and I feel the ticking of time with each passing day. I have a mountain of stuff to discard, and I was quickly disheartened and overwhelmed. I thought about burying my head under the pillows and enjoying the weekend, but we just got right to it.
Fleet Week. It’s the one week out of the year I really look forward to: the sights of young men and women in uniform, the ear-splitting sounds of jets flying over our apartment. And the weather always seems to cooperate.
Lots have things have happened of late, and so few of them have been mentioned.
And the big news? Well, it takes place in about two weeks time….
So the Swans won the flag. The WHOLE THING. And I’m bursting with pride. It just felt like 2005 all over again.
It’s the morning of the Grand Final. In just a few hours, my beloved team, the Sydney Swans, will run out on to the hallowed turf of the MCG to do battle with the Hawthorn Hawks. And I am already incredibly nervous.